Coaching

Wow I just realized that its been months since I've posted anything. It's been almost exactly one year since I've been back in Canada and the situation that I am in right now is pretty much, if not more, than where I had hoped I would be. I'm currently working between two sports medicine clinic and doing sports physio. I always thought that I would start off working in a hospital to get my feet wet but things have a funny way of working itself out eh. I pretty much went from nothing to the top. It may have been an extremely steep learning curve with immediate high expectations but it was a challenge I could not turn down. Do I wish I had more support and guidance? Of course but lots of people would die for my job opportunity.

Lately work and coaching has just taken over my life, not that I'm complaining. I basically go home to eat and then immediately go to sleep. I started going back to my high school and asked if I could help coach the softball team. It's something that I've always wanted to do ever since I graduated. Going back there have made me feel old but it also made me appreciate where I am in my life. I look around and there's so many unknowns and stresses that lay in front of these young high schoolers. They have so many questions and worries about what lies beyond the high school walls. It's great being able to teach them softball and provide some life advise. It feels like I'm in my element when I'm there.

I knew I would enjoy coaching but I was a little worried that it would make me want to play softball too much, even feel envious of them but it didn't happen. I absolutely love it and many of them think I get more excited about practice and each little accomplishment than they do. The best part about coaching yet not being their teacher is that I can kid around with them more and have more fun. The teacher coaches are more serious and can't make fun of them as much as I do.

The head coach cancelled practice on Friday morning to give them so extra rest and I ended up going there in the morning to play basketball against one of the players. Then two more players showed up and played with us. It was funny because beforehand they kept talking trash about how they were on the bball team and how they would school me. They thought I was only good at one sport. Damn did I show them...They can't beat the quickness and the energy that I have, even if they are almost 10 years younger. haha...Yes I realize this may sound like I'm bullying them but it's not like I forced them to play. I just didn't show them any mercy. Plus I would never hear the end of it if they did win. It's what I like to call tough love...